Ticket to ride

A few days ago, K dugged up from his dad's garrage an old exercise bike. His dad probably bought it in the 90's but to me it looked like a remnant of the 1920's.

Anyway, K cleaned it up, brought it home and is now occupying a proud corner in the bedroom. It is supposed to be for ME, so I could get back 'in shape', as if I don't have a shape at all!

So after letting the boys play with it (they clocked up 420 miles pedalling with their hands), I found out it couldn't even be reset. No surprise there. It's 1920's remember?

And the bloody noise it makes... sounds like chainsawing a parched dry treetrunk with my thigh underneath.

closeknit

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We have a very small family but we're very close. Our boys, Zak & Lewis, bring us all the more closer together.

Every development stage is a big news to the family. The appearance of Lew's molar? Zak's funny one-liners? How little Lewis punched his big brother in the chest? What they ate for dinner? Everybody has to know.

Every day is a joy especially when spent with the whole family and there's nothing in the world we could exchange for this love. Nothing.

Sizzling hot

milk's gone!, originally uploaded by Soyy.

British summer is sizzling! Nothing beats the feeling of being free to roam around without clothes on.

Especially when freedom involves pouring 4 pints of milk onto the floor.

school holidays

Wooh, summer is finally here, or is it?


As soon as the sun peeped through the clouds, we donned our hats, slapped on some sun cream, and away we went to the hills, down willowy paths and trails around the Peak District, picking black berries and warding insects off our sandwiches.


Always a good fun time.

Zak & his Grandad, Jack checking the map at Lathkill Dale.